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Linton Kwesi Johnson Street 66 Lyrics

Last updated: 03/13/2014 07:48:54 PM

The room was dark
Dusk howling softly 6 o'clock
Charcoal light
The fine sight
Was moving black
The sound was music mellow steady flow
And man son mind just mystic red, green, red, green
Your scene

No man would dance but leap and shake
That sharp through feeling right
Shape that sound
Tumbling down
Making movement, ruff enuff
Cos when the music met I-tops(?)
I felt the sting, knew the shock, yeah, had to do and ride the rock
Outta dis rock shall come a greener riddim
Even more dread than what the breeze of glory bred
Vibrating violence is our own(?) move
Rocking with green rhythm
The drought and dry root out

The mighty poet I Roy was on the wire
Weston did a skank and each man laugh and feeling irie, dread I
Street 66, the said man said
Any policeman come here will get some righteous, raasclot licks
Yeah mon, whole heapa licks

Ours(?) beat, the scene moving right
When all on a sudden
Bam, bam, bam, a knocking pon the door
"Who is dat?", aksed Weston, feeling right
"Open up, it's the police, come on, open up"
"What address do you want?"
"Number 66, come on, open up"
Weston, feeling high, replied, "Yes, this is Street 66, step right in and
take some licks."





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Street 66 Lyrics; Linton Kwesi Johnson | Reviewer: Marko Čulić | 3/13/14

Lyrics correction:

1)
10th line, second verse:
Now: Vibrating violence is our own(?) move
Correct: Vibrating violence is how we move

2)
4th and 5th line, third verse:
Now: Any policeman come here will get some righteous, raasclot licks
Yeah mon, whole heapa licks
Correct: Any policeman come here will get some righteous, raasclaat licks
Yeah mon, whole heapa kicks